In a cold damp hole

You sit with your legs up to your chin

Your shorts and t-shirt are battered

You don't remember how you got there

Or how long you were there

Or maybe you were there all long

It is quiet

You can't remember what sound is anymore

You don't even remember

Who You Are

You look down at your bare feet

Something wet slides down your cheek

It tastes salty as it hits your mouth

You look up for the first time (or not)

You see a light overhead

You stand up and reach out to it

Then you get closer to the light

It blinds you

You see a familiar thing through the light

A small square building with a triangular roof

You are home